IA stopped recognizing myself. BecauseUnd somewhere along the way,
Mntil “maybe” becomes another year.
Maybe tomorrow will be different.
aybe if I love him harder.
Decidí llamar a este blog "Océano Profundo" porque aquí abajo, donde la luz apenas llega, es donde guardamos lo que realmente somos: nuestras dudas, nuestros días grises, los errores que cometimos y también las pequeñas victorias que nadie más ve.Este es un lugar seguro.
I’ve been so exhausted and overwhelmed that even basic things feel impossible. The part that scares me the most is that I don’t even feel bad about not studying for my trials. Normally, I would be devastated.
Can you IMAGINE if reporters in the US actually said any of this on air? It would be so refreshing to see (and probably result in several thousand MAGA's heads exploding from rage 🤣)... For anyone who doesn’t know, this is giving another fantastic performance.
I don’t really want to draw, but anything is better than laying on my bed watching YouTube, and I know that if I click on one more video, I won’t resurface until I fall asleep. I’m not sad. I’m not angry.